Fleshflower Lyrics
Then I'm fucked againEcho that same old songCertain past the egoCertain expansion of the selfMeatbreath tombPistil whipped up pollenViningSturdying the groovesFresh plowUpon the ventral side againAnd lube downThe American dustbowlGrowthFloweringWall to wall you'll fucking hate me…I'll find the words to fuck you upMeantimeTired of the tillingJust tired…Core ripenedCore ripenedCan't waste itStamen lacks the staminaUntil she blooms again…
Dying Breed Fleshflower
